Soon, Fangzheng, Zuo Tianlei, and Shirai Kuroko arrived at the entrance of the research institute where Kiyama Chunsheng was located. They went straight in, went to Kiyama Chunsheng's office, and knocked on the door.
Soon, the door opened, and a haggard woman with dark circles under her eyes, who looked like she had not slept for more than ten days, appeared in front of Fangzheng and the others.
Both Shirai Kuroko and Zuo Tianlei were surprised to see this person.
"Dr. Kiyama?"
"Ah? It's you.... Is there anything I can help you with? "
Kiyama Chunsheng was a little surprised to see the two of them. At that moment, Fangzheng yawned and turned on his personal terminal. Soon, a melodious classical music appeared in everyone's ears. For Shirai Kuroko and Zuo Tianlei, this music seemed to be nothing special except that it sounded very nice, but Kiyama Chunsheng was different.
"Ahhh!!!"
In less than 30 seconds, Kiyama Chunsheng fell to the ground holding his head, and seeing this scene, Zuo Tianlei hurriedly ran over.
"Dr. Kiyama, are you okay?"
"Ahhh.... Ahhh...."
But Kiyama Chunsheng did not respond to Zuo Tianlei at all. She just held her head and kept trembling, looking like she was in great pain. Shirai Kuroko turned to look at Fangzheng in surprise, not knowing what to say for a while.
"Mr. Fangzheng, are you sure it's Dr. Kiyama?"
"I'm sure."
Fangzheng said as he closed the door, then pulled a chair and sat down. At that moment, Kiyama Chunsheng stopped struggling. She slowly sat up and stared at Fangzheng.
"You, what did you do!?"
"Completely delete the network with the Fantasy Driver as the core."
Fangzheng shook the personal terminal in his hand.
"That's a good idea, but unfortunately, your Fantasy Driver network is now completely finished. Those who listen to the Fantasy Driver and have abilities will also lose their abilities. Hmm, this incident has been perfectly resolved. As expected, we still have to directly attack the server. "
Fangzheng was too lazy to fight with the AIM beast. Wasn't it more convenient to deal with the source?
"How could this be …"
Hearing this, Kiyama Harusei was stunned for a moment. She closed her eyes and was silent for a moment, and then her whole body collapsed to the ground like a doll that had lost its strength. Upon seeing this, Zuo Tianlei couldn't help but ask.
"Dr. Musan, is that really you? Are you the creator of that Fantasy Driver? "
"That's right … it's me …"
As he said, Musayama Chunsheng nodded.
"Why did you do this?"
"I …"
In the face of Zutian Teiko's inquiry, Kiyama Harusei confessed his motive, just like all the bosses who failed when they were on the verge of success. Basically, it was no different from what Fangzheng saw in the anime. Kiyama Harusei was originally just an ordinary researcher. Later, she participated in a research project and was responsible for taking care of the children who participated in the project. In the process of taking care of these children, Kiyama Harusei gradually developed feelings for them.
However, when the official experiment began, there was a problem with the experiment, causing the children to completely lose consciousness and become vegetative.
Not only that …
"After that, I realized that it was not an accident at all!"
Kiyama Harusei angrily punched the floor.
"It was all part of the plan. Those children … … those children were used as guinea pigs and abandoned by them!!"
"… ….."
Hearing this, Zutian Teiko and Shirai Kuroko were stunned. After a while, Shirai Kuroko said.
"You, you can inform the guards …."
"What's the use of those guys who can't even walk if they rely on their superiors? Don't even mention them. They're not as useful as the police in detective dramas."
Fangzheng pursed his lips and interrupted Shirai Kuroko. Shirai Kuroko wanted to refute, but when she remembered that the guards had indeed done nothing recently ….. she didn't seem to have anything to refute.
"But what does this have to do with you creating the Fantasy Driver?"
"I wanted to treat those children and restore their consciousness. I also wanted to simulate the cause of the accident. I applied for the right to use the tree diagram designer twenty-three times in a row. If I had the computing power of the tree diagram designer, I should have been able to save those children … .but all of my applications were rejected! "
Kiyama Harusei stood up angrily.
"The Omnibus Council is also jackals of the same tribe. No one can be trusted! That's why I used this method to obtain a huge amount of computing power to save those children! As long as I can save those children, I'll do anything, even if I have to become the enemy of everyone in this city! "
But soon, Kiyama Harusei lowered his head helplessly.
"But now … .it's all over. The network of the Fantasy Driver has been completely dismantled … .you're here to catch me, aren't you? Haha …."
"Uh … .this …."
Hearing this, Zutian Lei and Shirai Kuroko looked at each other awkwardly. Frankly speaking, they did want to bring the creator of the Fantasy Driver to justice at first, but after listening to Kiyama Harusei's words, they did not know what to do ….
But at this time, Fangzheng also spoke up.
"Okay, okay, don't pretend to be innocent. Kihara Huan Sheng is not a good person, and you're not much better. You used the brains of 10,000 people as an experiment. To be honest, I think you're not as good as Kihara Huan Sheng. Kihara Huan Sheng only harmed a few children, but you harmed more than 10,000 people. "
"But I've prepared a Fantasy Driver treatment device."
Kiyama Harusei looked at Fangzheng and said.
"It won't leave any sequelae, and it won't hurt anyone!"
"Huh? You must be dreaming. "
However, Fangzheng sneered at Kiyama Harusei's words. He reached out and patted Shirai Kuroko's head.
"Do you see this girl next to me? Not long ago, a guy who used the Fantasy Driver kicked her and broke five of her ribs and almost disfigured her …. And now you're telling me that it won't hurt anyone? I can't guarantee that there will be no problems even if it's a randomized trial of 10,000 people. You're very confident, Shirai. Tell her, how many people have been killed since the Fantasy Driver was released? "
"This …."
Hearing Fangzheng's question, Shirai Kuroko hesitated for a moment.
"At present, there are about 500 people in the hospital, including the guards who were victims of the Void Explosion."
"Did you hear that?"
Fangzheng snorted coldly and looked at Kiyama Harusei. Kiyama Harusei, on the other hand, bowed her head and said nothing – in fact, she really did not know what to say now.
"… So, Mr. Fangzheng, what should we do now? Do you want to call the guards? "
Zuotian Lei was in a difficult position. To be honest, she did sympathize with Kiyama Harusei at first, but Fangzheng's words reminded her of the fatty she had seen not long ago. He had wanted to buy the Fantasy Driver, but he had been cheated of a hundred thousand dollars by those hooligans. He had even been beaten up. Not only that, she and Shiroi Kuroko had also suffered a lot because of this …. Zuotianlei didn't have any resentment towards this, but when she thought about how others had suffered because of this, she couldn't make up her mind.
"Of course I've already thought about it."
As he said, Fangzheng stood up and came to Kiyama Harusei.
"You just said, in order to save those children, you are willing to do anything, right?"
"That's right."
"Very well, then sign this."
As he said, Fangzheng took out a contract and handed it to Kiyama Harusei. Seeing this contract, Kiyama Harusei was stunned.
"What's this?"
"A contract. You have to work at my Quantum Neuroscience Research Institute for at least ten years. As a reward, I will provide you with enough computing resources …. That's not a problem, right? I'll give it to you. Whether you can make it or not is up to you."
"You, how is this possible?"
Looking at the contract in front of him, Kiyama Harusei was dumbfounded.
"You mean, you have computing resources comparable to the designer of the tree diagram? That's impossible! The designer of the tree diagram is …. "
"Come on, it's just a broken computer. You guys make it sound like a god. Apart from being able to forecast the weather accurately, that thing is useless. It's all bullshit."
Fangzheng interrupted Kiyama Harusei's words.
"I can assure you that the computing resources I'll give you are hundreds of times more than that broken machine. How about it? Do you need it? No need, Shirai, cuff him and send him to the guards. "
"No, I'm willing! Of course I'm willing! "
Hearing this, Kiyama Harusei no longer hesitated. He hurriedly took the contract and quickly signed it. After making sure that she had signed it, Fangzheng took the contract and flipped it over. He nodded with satisfaction and snapped his fingers.
"Okay, let's go to the institute."
"Wait, Mr. Fangzheng, is this really okay?"
Shirai Kuroko and Zutianlei were in a state of confusion. It was not until Fangzheng was about to turn around and leave that Shirai Kuroko reacted and hurriedly asked.
"What's the problem?"
"If you do this, the guards …."
"The guards didn't put this on record at all. In that case, this matter doesn't exist for them, right? You've been busy with this matter all this time, right? "
"Uh … .that's true …."
Shirai Kuroko was also a little conflicted. Indeed, the guards did not take any action at all, nor did they pay special attention to this matter. In fact, during this period of time, only Shirai Kuroko and Chu Haru had been following up on the Fantasy Driver matter. Now Shirai Kuroko finally understood why Fangzheng dragged him along.
"So what's your decision?"
"…. I'll do as you say, Mr. Fangzheng."
In the end, Shirai Kuroko gave his answer helplessly.
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